Surrtism

With a blank expression on his face, he tilted his head to stare at the red piece of lingerie that would be way too revealing for anybody to wear. But when his eyes traced the delicate decorations on the piece of fabric, he paused. He remembered you. His imagination went wild at that point. The sight of you bending over for him in that lingerie, your teasing expression as you slowly stripped out of it to reveal your naked body, and how easy it would be for him to rip it off you. His fingers tightened around his arms, and his expression darkened into something that seemed predatory and lustful. He didn’t even think twice about it. He snatched the red, sexy lingerie off the racks and practically slammed them down in front of the startled cashier, their eyes widening as they stared at the piece of clothing, and a tall, rather intimidating man that was silently begging them to hurry up.

As soon as they rang it up for him, he snatched the bag instantly and practically ran out the store and was currently going straight to you. Since he had a key to your place, he didn’t bother knocking first or sending you a quick text saying he’s on his way, he just barged in and went straight to your room, where you were currently sitting on your desk and staring at your laptop like you were waiting for a miracle to happen. You didn’t even hear his footsteps until you felt an overwhelming presences hovering above you, and his arms currently pinning you against your desk.

"Baby…" He coos softly, his two long strands of his dyed hair falling over his face and tickling your cheeks. You can feel his chest brushing against you from behind, and his heavy breathing that made you swallow nervously. "I have something for you. Can you be a good girl and put this on for me?" He grins, watching you with darkened eyes as you shivered and turned your attention to the bag he was holding. Through the clear bag, you can faintly see the outline of something thin and revealing, with the color being a deep red, almost presenting the color of blood. That sickening sweet tone of his was enough to make you feel butterflies in your stomach, making you squirm in your seat and your face heating up.

"What do you want me to wear?" You dreadfully asked, but it only made Reficoul grin wider and lean more closer to your body heat, not paying any mind to the fact that he’s invading your personal space. He placed the bag in front of you and didn’t say anything. He wanted you to open it for yourself and see, and that made it all the more worse. With a sigh, you reached inside the bag and pulled out the clothing with one hand. Once you had straightened it, you finally realized how revealing the outfit really was. It was so thin that you were sure that it would hurt if you have it on for too long, but for Reficoul, it’s just what he wanted. He placed his large hands on your shoulders, and leaned down to whisper in your ear, his lips grazing your earlobe while his breath fawned over your skin. "Will you pretty please wear this? Can I tear it off you too?"

He's so blunt that it shocks you at how easily he can make you blush. But how can you say no to a face like that?

With a flustered expression, you held the lingerie and got up from your seat, where you slowly trailed your fingers across his chest while walking past him, and went to your restroom to change. You didn't realize that the moment you did that act, you got him riled up already. He lets out a shuddering breath, and his face turned a deep shade of red as held back the urge to grab you and mark your neck repeatedly till you were bleeding. But waiting to see you in the lingerie overpowered that urge. So with a heavy exhale, he walked to your bed and sat at the edge of it, his legs spread wide while he leaned back against his hands, his eyes staying glued to that restroom door.

After a torturous 3 minutes, Reficoul instantly shot up when he heard the lock turning, and the door swinging open to reveal your figure. His breath got caught in his throat, and his dark eyes started trailing every curve and skin he could see from the bed.

The lingerie was a simple one piece lace bodysuit, the fabric being so thin that he could see your nipples through the lacy fabric, and the v-line being very thin and showing him the one place that he absolutely loves. With a wide grin, he held his hand out, and watched with hooded eyes as you stepped closer and stood between his legs, making him look at you and let out a sigh. "You're so hot. I can't believe you are actually doing this for me." he chuckles, his hands trailing from your thighs, and all the way to your hips, his grip tightening as he pulled you closer.

"You remember our safe word?" he whispered against your lips.

You nodded.

Reficoul smirked. "Good. Cause I'm not holding back for anything."

It was a blur of lips being locked together, his hands wandering around your revealing body as he grabbed a hold of the lingerie, and ripped it off you in one pull, making you let out a startled gasp in his mouth. But it only gave him more access to kiss you deeper. So he holds onto your strands of hair and tilts your head to the side, his tongue sliding in easily and tangling it around yours. His dominant behavior was so overwhelming that you couldn't help but lean against him and trying to force yourself to stand properly. But he just made you feel like jelly, your knees shaking and making you stumble a bit in your spot, and he fully enjoyed it. He enjoys feeling like he is the only one who can make you like this. He stood up abruptly from the bed and pulled your body closer to his, where he pulled away from the kiss for a moment just to pamper your jawline with small kisses. Once he was back at your lips, he bit down on your bottom lip as hard as he could, making you wince and grasp at his shirt at the stinging sensation. And fuck, did that turn him on even more. He grinned widely against your bloody lip, and started kissing you more aggressively than before, making sure that the blood got everywhere. On your lips, on your tongue, and on your teeth. He just wants to lick it off you.

He swiftly turned you around to make your back face your bed, and trailed his bloody lips down your neck, leaving bloody kiss marks on your beautiful skin. Then, he instantly started nibbling and sucking on your neck to create a big, beautiful hickey right at the side. He never wants you to hide his mark. If anything, he wants to make it impossible for you to cover up. It can give people the idea that you already belong to someone. You belong to him. And tonight, he will make sure you know that. He pushed you down on the bed and fell down with you, his lips never pulling away from your sensitive neck. With a smile, he licked a long strap on the base of your throat and suddenly sat up with energy. "You taste so good..." he coos softly while removing his black shirt and throwing it somewhere in the room, not really caring where it will lands. Once he had that off, he reached down between your legs and spreads open your thighs, revealing him your soaking pussy and torn lingerie that still somehow clung onto you. His eyes darkened, and he stroked your inner thighs for a moment until he moved the fabric aside and trailed a long finger across your wet slit, making you whimper and instinctively clamp your thighs around his hand. But he wouldn't let you. He pinned your thighs far and apart, giving him full access to your cunt. He can tell how riled up you are, but that is just making the hardness between his legs throb and pulse. "You're beautiful like this. You know that, right?" He chuckles before pressing a thumb firmly against your clit, making you buck your hips. Seeing that positive response, he decided to trail a finger lower down your pussy, until he found the one place that he was looking for. Your clenching hole. he stroked it for a few seconds, before inserting the first finger slowly, the feeling of your warm gummy walls squeezing his finger and making him groan. He loved this. He loved you. He stroked your inner walls with the tip of his fingers, and glided it in and out, creating this delicious friction that made you arch your back and breathe heavily. Seeing how much wetter you got, he smiled wider and decided that he can add another. He stopped his strokes for a moment, and while trying to keep eye contact with you, he inserted the second finger, making you moan out loud at the stretch.

He leaned down towards your body, and kissed you deeply as he started fingering you at a regular pace, his long fingers stroking along your walls and spreading them apart like scissors to stretch you out more, your moans being muffled by his suffocating kiss and your walls squeezing around him. "R-Reficoul, I-" He cut you off by adding a third finger, making your eyes widen and your moans growing louder. The stretch was unbelievable and even overwhelming. Maybe you were extra sensitive today, but you could feel your orgasm coming in, making you pull away from the kiss to moan out your words. "I'm close, really close...! Don't stop, please." You whimpered. But your surprise, Reficoul just pulls his fingers away from your dripping cunt and shoots you a smug smirk, his dark eyes locking with yours as he licks his fingers clean. You watched with wide eyes as his snake tongue stroked along the curve of his fingers, making sure that he wasn't missing a single drop of your nectar. "Not yet. Hold on a little longer..." he giggles.

Sometimes you forget how mean he gets.

You watched once more as he reached down to his pants and pulled them down long enough to expose his boxers, making you see the outline of his cock, and the wet patch that formed in the middle, right where his tip is. It made you lick your lips and swallow. And since he's always looking at you, he noticed, and it made him smirk. Once his boxers were down, and his dick springs out, he crawls closer between your legs, and grasps his length in his palm. He can see clear as day how puffy your clit is, and how pink your pussy became. But the overflowing juices of yours that was dripping down your sheets made him bite his bottom lip. He couldn't help but slap his tip on your clit, making you flinch, but he didn't stop. While holding onto your thighs, he grinned down at you and started rubbing the base of his cock across your slit, causing the both of you to gasp at the same time.

The friction was so addicting. The grinding alone was enough to make you buck your hips against his cock, urging him to go faster. And since he felt just as needy as you, he complied. He lets out a shuddering breath, and starts grinding his cock against your pussy slowly at first, making sure to build up the friction, before picking up the pace, the sweet sounds from your pussy making Reficoul groan. It made him go faster, and faster. He was originally gonna tease you, hold back your orgasms at least a few more times before he starts fucking you, but he just couldn't stop imagining how good you will feel soon. How good it will feel when your gummy walls squeeze around his cock, milking him for more of his cum. He didn't even realize he had went even faster until your moans grew louder, and your words bring mushed together. But he did pick up on one thing that you said.

You were close.

That was his sign to immediately stop and pull his rock hard dick away, making you whine in frustration as you tried pulling him back. "Don't stop...! I was about to-"

Then suddenly, he grabbed a hold of your hips, and aggressively spun you around. The sudden force of the spin had caused you to let out a small yelp since it completely caught you off guard. But then you felt him lift your hips up to the point that your ass was in the air, and his hand pinning your head down on the bed as he started rubbing his tip against your slit. "Fuck, I really need to feel your pussy on me right now..." Was all he whispered to you before you felt the head of his cock stretching your hole, and slowly inserting his entire, thick length inside you, making you feel completely full. It was so sudden and overwhelming that you couldn't even process the sheer size of him, before he pulled his hips far back like he was going to pull out again, and slammed right back into you, causing your body to jolt forward. He wasn't giving you mercy, he wasn't giving you time. And how wet your pussy sounded, and your loud, whorish moans echoing around the room gave him the impression that you were more than okay. He held onto your hips tightly with one hand, and the other pinning your head down on the bed, and he just started hammering against you. His hips slapped against your ass harshly, leaving red marks on your skin, and your hole clenching around him tightly as he rammed into you like this was going to be the last time you two would ever sleep together.

Your moans kept getting higher, and your hands held onto the sheets below you as your body kept being jolted. Above you, his body was leaning over yours, and his breathing was heavy and fast. His grip was so strong on your hips that he was sure he was leaving finger shaped bruises, but he doesn't really care. If anything, it just encourages him to hold you tighter, and pound into your dripping cunt as you moaned for him. "Yeah, you like that? You're so fucking wet, it's amazing." He panted above you while increasing the pace.

He was abusing your cunt so much that the two times he edged you and took away your orgasm was coming back again, but it felt stronger, more powerful, and you had a feeling that you knew what it was. The feeling made your eyes water, and your tears were dripping down your cheeks. And he noticed. Reficoul could hear the moans growing a higher pitch, your gummy walls squeezing around his meaty cock and trying to milk him for what it is worth. And he loves it. He loves it so much that he can feel his own orgasm approaching. Especially those tears. The tears that he caused all because he edged you too much.

"You close, baby?" He grinned widely and giggled.

You could only respond with a nod, the only sounds that you could muster up was moans and whimpers.

He pressed his chest against your back, and bit down on your shoulder as hard as he could, his thrust now becoming more shallow and hard, making you arch your back and moan his name out. the pleasure, mixing with the pain of his teeth sinking into your skin to the point that it broke skin made it feel more amazing, and that's when you couldn't hold back anymore. With a loud scream, you buried your face into the pillow, and squirted all over him and his cock, making his eyes widen for a split second, before they brightened up. That was his breaking point. With a soft moan in your ear, he buried himself deep inside your womb, and came right there inside you, spurts after spurts of his semen flooding your walls and dripping down your leg.

The only sounds that was now echoing in your room was your synchronize breaths, and your body twitching from the powerful orgasm that you did. Reficoul could only stare down at you with a satisfied grin, his sweat chest heaving against your back as he continued staying nestled inside you. When he saw your breathing slow down into a more peaceful regular rhythm, his grin widened, and he leaned down to your ear.

"Wanna go again?"

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A/N: my king ❤️‍🩹